Wrong | Hwang Hyunjin

seven

Hwang Hyunjin's POV:

Lee Daeun, what a beautiful woman.

I've been staring at her for the past hour, until she finally left. The wave she gave me made me feel something inside, something unfamiliar.

She is a beautiful woman. It isn't the first time I'm finding someone attractive, someone I wouldn't mind sleeping with, but something's different this time. 

I want to get to know her. I want to explore her. I want to know everything. I know she's a photographer, a few months younger than me. I know we share some similar interests. I want to know more.

I also know she has a boyfriend.

She never actually spoke about him, but I pretty much knew that from that day at the bar anyway. That made me feel slightly annoyed, but all my frustration faded away when she smiled at me. 

Plus, she stares at me as often as I stare at her. Maybe her and her boyfriend aren't a thing anymore? Maybe they were just friends? Maybe it was a failed first date? 

Maybe she has a boyfriend, maybe she has no interest in me, maybe she just wants to be friends.

I don't want to be 'just friends'. I want to know this woman, I want to know everything. Something about her makes me curious. Eager. Curious about her and eager to know her. 

She also makes me feel guilty. Guilty that I'm so interested in a woman that could possibly have a boyfriend. 

It's extremely irritating, to be quite honest.

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Lee Daeun's POV:

I make my way towards my apartment, feeling...

Happy? Flustered? One of those. 

Why?

H w a n g H y u n j i n 

Goddamn, I am down bad for this man.

And I feel terrible about it. 

Why?

I have a boyfriend.

He probably has 0 interest in me. 

Someone so good looking has to have a girlfriend, right?

Right?

I dont know, to be honest. It makes me sound horrible, but even when I have a boyfriend, and even if Hyunjin has a girlfriend, I don't even care. He is just so damn fine.

Yeah, I really am an awful person, don't remind me.

I quickly unlock the door and swing it open, gently shutting it behind me. I slip my shoes off and slump into the front room, flopping down onto the couch.

Then I receive a text.

Chicks before Dicks 🫡💓

Sooooooooomi 💓

we still on for tonight girls?

Chae(isnot)young 🌹

yup!!

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Oh right, Chaeyoung and Soomi are coming over tonight for a drink and gossip. I totally forgot. I quickly look around the living room.

Tidy enough.

Chicks before Dicks 🫡💓

yup! see you guys at 8 <3

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I quickly get up and decide to start quickly clearing up the rest of the house. I still have a few hours until they arrive, but I'd rather get it out of the way.

I don't bother looking in the fridge, because we planned to get takeout anyway. After waiting for a few minutes, the doorbell rings.

"Heyy!" Soomin says the moment i swing the door open. I grin and allow her to embrace me. "chaeyoung here?"

"Nope," i say, making room for her to slip her shoes off. Just as I'm about to close the door, a voice calls out.

"no, wait!" i grin and open it back up, revealing a red and out of breath Chaeyoung. 

"whew!" she says, stepping in the house. "let's get this party started!"

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"So, rewind," Soomin takes a sip of champagne before finishing her sentence. "You think you're falling out of love with Wooyoung?" 

I had told them all about my feelings towards Wooyoung, and how something was off. I hadn't mentioned Hyunjin. At all.

"yeah," i say. "i don't know...it's like i'm bored."

"Oh girl..." Chaeyoung sighs. "i can't even give you advice cause when that happened with me and my ex, he cheated on me without even talking with me."

"Oh god, i'd never do that," i shake my head. "No way. There is something though..."

"what?"

"i feel like he's lying to me. there was a scrunchie at his house the other day, with blonde hair in it. My hair is NOT blonde."

Chaeyoung blinked, then looked at Soomin. I followed her gaze to Soomin's blonde hair, and we all burst out laughing.

"yeah right," Soomin snorted. "i'd never steal my bestie's man." 

"but, did you ask him about the scrunchie?" Chaeyoung asked.

"yeah, he said it might have been his sister's," i say. "because she has blonde hair. i'm torn between believing him or not."

"mmm..." Chaeyoung smacks her lips before taking another sip from her glass. "i think you guys need to talk."

"Me too," soomin adds. "communication is key."

"i don't want to hurt him..."

"You'd be hurting him more if he finds out further along the line that you don't even love him anymore," soomin says wisely. "Maybe you can agree on something, go back to being friends."

"Maybe..." i sigh. "Oh god, i need a break."

"agreed, you do," Soomin says. "you know what we haven't done in a while?" 

"what?" 

"Clubbing!" Soomin grins. "How about on Friday night?" 

"really?" Chaeyoung snorts. 

"puhlease, when was the last time you got laid?"

"like...a few months ago."

"Oh honey..." Soomin sighs and shakes her head. "saturday?"

"works for me," i shrug. chaeyoung reluctantly nods. 

"yeah, saturday, let's say 9pm."

"Okay! 9pm it is!"

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